We Singing Colors - Far, Far, Far lyrics

We got enough people We stretch our hands to the south and now we want to move to the seaside We got enough people We stretch our hands to the north and now we want to move to the mountains Up on the top of the hills Wanna talk to the forest Everyone would feel so good We have all these choices Why should we pick one soul and run away from all the others We have all these choices We've come to think that good and bad are fighting one another Up on the top of the hills Wanna talk to the forest Everyone would feel so good Looking for a place where no one ever laid foot You and I would feel forever so good Far, far, far from this damn neighborhood You and I would feel so good